Chapel In The Forest

Margaret started crying hysterically. Chapel was starting to get annoyed. He grabbed a clump of her hair and screamed,

“ STOP FUCKING CRYING....SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH!!!”

Then he said, "Open your fucking mouth and suck my dick…and you better not even think about biting it. If I feel any fucking teeth on my cock…I'll put this fucking knife through your temple."

Chapel was deadly serious; He felt that he was being nice to Margaret, even though he was about to rape her mouth. He pulled Margaret by the back of the head closer to his cock. Margaret remembered his words. Fearing for her life, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

Chapel took hold of his cock and put the head of his cock in Margaret's mouth. Margaret felt horrible. She felt nauseous when the taste hit her. She felt dirty licking the head of this evil mans cock.

“ That's a good girl…Come on suck it Margie…get me nice and hard, baby.”

Margaret opened her mouth and Chapel pushed her head into his crotch. He didn't stop until his cock hit that back of her throat. Chapel loved forcing women to suck his cock. He loved the warm wet feeling of a frightened mouth wrapped around his cock. Margaret sobbed to herself when she felt Chapels hairy balls scratch her chin. He was going to show her exactly how he wanted his cock sucked.

He put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her head back and forth on his cock, establishing the rhythm that he wanted. Margaret followed his lead. Margaret felt like a whore. She felt humiliated and disgusted, and she also felt the cock growing in her mouth. Chapel had let go of her head. Margaret stopped immediately.

" I didn't tell you to stop…. keep sucking,” he moaned to her, as he put the knife under her throat."

Feeling the cold steel blade against her throat, Margaret started moving her head back and forth by herself. Chapel was enjoying this amateur blowjob. He looked down and laughed at Margaret each time his cock slithered into her warm wet mouth.

“ That's it Margie…Use your tongue baby…. You're doing a good job.”

Margaret simply complied with the man that was raping her mouth. She started swirling her tongue around the head of his cock when she pulled back. When he slid his cock into her mouth, she used her tongue on his shaft. Chapel was moaning softly as his breathing started to increase again. He couldn't believe how well she was sucking his cock. He put his hand behind her head and told her to go faster.

Margaret sucked and sucked. Chapel’s cock was rock hard. Margaret hated what she was doing. She hated the smell. She hated how his balls felt slapping against her chin. And she hated the sucking sound coming from her mouth. The sound of her own saliva echoing through the forest while she sucked her first cock rang through her ears.

Chapel could feel his balls twitching. He knew if she continued sucking his cock, he would come soon. He pulled Margaret off his cock by the hair.

" Mmmmmmm…that's good Margie…. Now suck my balls."

He pulled her back into his cock and pressed her mouth firmly against his sweaty balls. Margaret had no choice. She stuck out her tongue and started licking his hairy cum filled balls. She tried her best to fight back the tears. But she couldn't. She started sobbing while she sucked on Chapels balls. Deep down inside, Margaret wished the man would cum. Hoping and praying that after he came, he would let her go.

Although Chapel loved the way Margaret was licking his nut sack, he wanted more. He could feel her heavy breast pressing against his knee. He pushed Margaret back onto her heels until she was squatting in front of him. Margaret got scared. She thought she had done something wrong. She thought that she might have scrapped his balls with her teeth. He had warned her. She saw the knife heading for her throat. She turned her head and screamed! Her whole life flashed before her eyes in a tenth of a second.

Chapel grabbed her dress around the neckline.

“ Hey…shut the fuck up!” he growled at the terrified young woman.

He pulled on her dress with his hand and started slicing the fabric down the middle.

“ Yeah baby…lets see those tits.” He moaned.

Margaret was relived that she wasn't dead, but the knife slicing away at her clothes only brought on more fear. Slowly, she watched her dress being sliced open. She knew that she had no bra on and she knew this would excite Chapel.

“ Oh Shit!…. No bra Margie…and here I'm thinking you were a good girl…only sluts and whores leave the house without a bra.”

His mouth started watering when he saw her d-sized breast leap out of the top of her dress. Margaret had beautiful breasts. They were magnificent; at least that's what her husband used to say to her. It was the only part of her body that she thought was perfect. Chapel was never big into breasts. His true love, and what he desired the most rested between a woman’s legs and not on her chest. But he did stop slicing at her dress for a moment to admire the two soft mounds on her chest.

After he sliced her dress down the middle, his eyes locked in on its target. He could feel his blood rushing to the top of his head as he stared at her panty-covered pussy. Margaret could see what he was looking at. It was like he was entering her pussy with his eyes. Chapel then reached out and tugged on her panties, and brought the knife, ever so close to Margaret's pussy.

“ You're not going to be needing these.” He said as he brought the knife up to the material.

Margaret cried out to him,

“ Please…Don't…. I'm begging you. …Please don't do this!”

Before Margaret could say another word, Chapel let go of her panties and slapped the shit out of Margaret…POOOOOW!!!!

“ Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up…? You just don't listen, do you?"

The blow rocked Margaret. She had never been hit by anyone in her life. The poor woman had never even been in a fight before, not even when she was a small child. The side of her face stung from the heavy-handed blow. Tears came down her face while she tried to recover from the vicious slap to the face. Chapel quickly yanked on her panties and with one quick swipe cut the material. He took Margaret's thong and brought the triangle part that was covering her pussy mound to his nose. He inhaled deeply trying to fill his nostrils with the scent of her pussy. He loved her aroma. He loved the moisture that was still on her panties. He loved the scent of the liquid he had forced out of her body just a few moments ago.

Margaret looked at Chapel. She saw the look on his face while he inhaled her scent. It was then she thought that this man was truly the devil. She swore she could see fire in his eyes while he held her thong to his nose like a fresh picked flower. Chapel quickly lifted her to her feet and spun her around. He sat her down on the log and squatted down in front of her. He roughly forced her legs open. Margaret was scared; she was scared because she never knew what he was going to do next.

Chapel wanted to get a look at the pussy that he knew he was going to be fucking soon. He placed his hands on her thighs and slowly brought his hands up her body until his fingers reached her pussy. Margaret couldn't pay attention to what Chapel was doing with his hands. Her eyes were focused on the knife that was traveling close to her pussy.

" That's a nice fucking pussy you got their Margie…. Mmmmm…did anyone every tell you how pretty it was?"

“N-N-N-Na No!” Margaret stuttered, as the tears rolled down her face.

Chapel spread Margaret's pussy lips, while still holding the knife. He gently spread her pussy lips searching for her clit. He spread her slippery pussy lips as far as they could go. Margaret never took her eyes off the knife. She could feel his warm heavy breath on her clit when he pushed back the hood that protected it.

He immediately placed his finger on the left side of her clit knowing the reaction he would get. Margaret trembled when she felt his finger gliding against the left side of her bud. Chapel started laughing; He knew that he had found her spot once again. Margaret was doing her best to remain detached, but she felt that something building from deep within her body.

“ Aggghhh…Aghhhhh…Aggghhh…Nooooo!!” Margaret moaned.

Chapel loved this part. He looked up at her closed eyes. He watched her face while he could feel her body tensing up. Then she exploded.

“ Noooo…. God…Help me!” she screamed, as she was forced to cum for the second time in her life.

Chapel jammed two fingers deep into her cunt. And again she screamed, bucking wildly and out of control. Chapel had to ease up because he was now worried that she might impale herself on the knife. Her fluids gushed out of her body. She started to fall backwards. Chapel caught her just in time before she fell completely back.

He lunged forward catching her under her thighs with his face just inches away from her leaky pussy. Chapel wrapped his arms around her waist then buried his face into her cunt. He clamped down and drove his tongue deep into Margaret's body.

Margaret was dangling upside down convulsing while she was getting eaten out for the first time in her life. She felt like she was on some kind of demonic, upside-down, merry- go-round. Her head was spinning and her cunt was burning with a fire that she had never felt before. She could feel the evil tongue twisting and churning around in her pussy. Chapel devoured her cunt, sucking and biting hard on Margaret's tender clit. He loved the way she tasted. He loved the fresh smell of her cunt. He loved the syrupy sweet liquid that was flowing upward like a broken little water fountain. He wanted to suck her soul out through her clit. He wanted to punish her clit for entering his forest. He wanted her to remember this encounter.

After he got his fill of cunt juice he let her limp defeated body slide down to the ground. Margaret was exhausted. When she hit the ground she just laid there dazed and confused. It took her a second to regain her focus. She didn't know which way was up. Chapel just stared at her while he licked the remnants of her pussy juice from his lips.

“ Hey…. hey bitch…this ain't break time…get your lazy ass up here and suck my fucking dick!” He said, laughingly.

He grabbed her by the hair and sat her back on the log again. He could see the defeated look in her eyes. She looked exhausted, which was what he wanted. He didn't want her to have any fight left in her when he fucked her. He loved the power he felt. He loved the fact that he could do with her as he saw fit. No one ever came into his woods. The forest was his kingdom. And before him sat his overwhelmed conquered Queen.

Margaret sat on the old log with her head down. Unable to look at the man who had been torturing her for what seemed like forever.

“ How old are you Margie?” he asked in almost a sweet voice, completely changing his tone.

“ I'm twenty five,” Margaret mumbled with her head down.

“ Damn…girl…twenty five! You must have never cum before…I think I just sucked down a good 10 years worth of pussy juice…And let me tell yeah something honey…It was delicious.”

Margaret couldn't even respond to him. Deep down, she knew he was telling the truth. He walked over to her still sitting with her head down. Margaret looked up and saw his limp cock staring at her just inches from her lips. Then she looked up at him. He didn't have to saw a word. She knew what he wanted. She bent forward and took his limp cock into her mouth and started sucking on it like she did before.

Margaret was trying to convince herself that this would soon be over. She knew that the cock, which was in her mouth, would soon be in her pussy. She sucked and licked on Chapels cock knowing that her mouth was preparing the evil weapon. Forced to suck Chapels cock before he raped her, Margaret felt like she was committing suicide. Chapels limp cock was like an empty gun, harmless when soft. Feeling his cock harden in her mouth she knew that her mouth and tongue were supplying the bullets he needed.

He pulled his hard cock out of her mouth and stared at her.

“ You ready baby? I'm going to fuck your pussy now honey…Are you ready?” he teased.

“ No,” she replied sheepishly.

" Come on Margie you know you want me to fuck your nasty little pussy…Think about it baby…after I fuck your pussy I'll let you go home…Alive."

This was the first time Chapel had ever mentioned letting Margaret go home. It gave her hope. It gave her a chance at survival.

“ You promise you'll let me go sir? Please sir! I just want to go home to my husband.,” she said softly to the stranger that was about to rape her.

“ Yeah…you've been a good girl…. don't fight it… just shut your mouth and you'll be on your way home real soon.”

Chapel reached out his hand and held it there. He wanted her to willingly take his hand. Margaret looked up at him. Could she trust him? Was he going to keep his word? Was he going to fuck and then kill her? Negative thoughts raced through her mind. Her final thought was plain and simple. Chapel was going to fuck her, no matter what. As she reached up and accepted his hand, she knew there was no choice.

Chapel smiled when he saw her hand reach for his. He held her hand and walked her over toward two trees. Chapel stood behind Margaret and held her close to his body. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her soft ass cheeks. He reached up and started massaging her heavy breasts, pulling her upper torso to her to him. He softly pinched her nipples as he whispered in her ear.

“ Want me to fuck you Margie?” he whispered.

Margaret didn't say a word. Then he brought one of his hands down her body. His finger slid easily between her wet pussy lips to her clit. He slowly moved is finger between the soft moistened folds of her flesh. He placed his finger on her clit and rubbed it gently. Again he asked,

“ Margie…. Margie…. tell me that you want me to fuck your pussy.”

Margaret remained silent. With the same hand he split her pussy lips apart and pulled back the soft delicate flesh exposing her clit from its hood. Chapel moved his finger slightly over to the left side of her clit and pressed firmly. Instantly her body jumped. He held her tightly against his body. He could feel her body tensing up again.

“ Agggghh…. Aggghh…NO…. not again…. Pleeeeeeease!!” She moaned.

“ Then say it…. Say it…. I want to hear it…tell me you want my cock”

“ I…I …want your cock!” she moaned out, while trying to fight off the bomb that was about to explode between her legs.

Chapel jammed his finger deep into Margaret's cunt.

“ Say it like you mean it…. you fucking pig…. say it like you mean it ...if you ever want to see that faggot you call your husband again…. Say it or I'll stab you and fuck your dead body while its still warm!”

“ NO….please….no…please…don't hurt me!” she cried ,then she said what he wanted to hear.

“ I…I… I want your cock…please fuck me…. fuck me please…please fuck my pussy…Please mister!…”

Tears rolled down her face as she was forced to beg. The words coming out of her mouth were vulgar. Chapel was delighted with her words. He pushed her forward and took her torn dress and flipped it up her back. He took her hands and placed each one against to trees. Margaret braced herself using the two wooden columns. She could feel her ass cheeks being spread apart by her rapist. She was expecting Chapel to ram his cock into her body and fuck her hard and fast.

Chapel was a pro, and he loved pussy. He put his cock at the entrance of her warm gooey cunt, and held it there. He held his cock there for a second while he reflected back on the sequence of events that got him to this point.

“ Aggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!” he moaned softly as he slowly entered her warm cunt.

Chapel’s cock just melted into Margaret's sweet, suburban pussy. His rock hard cock sunk into her flesh like a hot knife sinking into soft butter. Margaret felt every inch of his cock slowly slither into her cunt. When his hairy balls mashed up against her pussy lips, she knew that her life would never be the same. Chapel started fucking her nice and slow. He slowly sliced his cock in and out of Margaret's dripping pussy. With each thrust into her body he moaned softly. Margaret was numb. She just stared into the wilderness while the evil man fucked her from behind.

Chapel grabbed her by her wide hips and held onto her tightly while he grinded his cock deep into her body.

“ Oh…. God…. Your pussy feels so fucking good Margie…you're a good fuck baby!”

Margaret didn't know what was more disgusting, the sound of his voice or the cock that was sliding into her cunt. Margaret started getting angry. She could feel her anger building. Each him his hairy balls slapped against her pussy lips, anger started to fill her veins. Chapel was in his glory. He was enjoying the sweet, tender, moist hole he had found in his forest his cold dark forest.

Margaret grew angrier and angrier while Chapel fucked her. Her thoughts had started to become clearer. She didn't think he was going to let her go after he fucked her. She turned around and saw that Chapel had his eyes closed while he humped her. He looked like he was in pure paradise. Then she looked down at her hips and saw that Chapel wasn't holding the switchblade. Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw the knife resting about ten feet away on the log. Chapel had no idea that Margaret was going to try and escape. He still had his eyes closed while Margaret's scrumptious pussy consumed him. He just lost himself somewhere deep in her tender young cunt. Just like the lost kitten that had taken Margaret's focus away earlier, he was now the one that was lost. He had completely lost himself in the folds of her warm delicious pussy

All of a sudden…POOOOOWWWW!!!!…Chapel was on his heels falling backwards. Margaret used all the strength she had left in her raped body. She used the two trees to push her body back into Chapel as hard as she could. Chapel fell backwards, landing hard on his bare ass. He was in total disbelief. Margaret didn't even wait for him to hit the ground She took off running.

“ Come back hear you fucking cunt!” Chapel shouted.

Margaret could taste her freedom. Margaret saw light at the end of the tunnel. Margaret could see the path that she had taken when she entered the forest. Margaret saw so many things. She saw everything clearly, except for a thick branch that was under a pile of leaves.

She had only taken about six or seven steps when her foot hit the branch causing her to trip and fall flat on her face. All her hopes of escaping vanished. The light she once saw was now gone. Then she heard a branch snap by her feet.

" You Stupid fucking bitch!…Is this how you repay me?…Is this how you treat me after all I've done for you?…Get your sorry ass up!…I should fucking kill you!"

Chapel was furious. He growled at Margaret in a new tone. Margaret didn't move. She was lying on the ground. She was waiting for Chapel to plunge the knife into her body. Chapel grabbed her by the head and viciously yanked her to her feet. Margaret was scared to death.

Chapel grabbed her around the waste and dragged her back kicking and screaming toward the two pillars. He placed her in the same position he had her in before. He bent down and grabbed some rope he had brought with him.

" Go ahead Margie…scream…I don't give a fuck…!"

Chapel grabbed Margaret's right hand and started tying it up to the tree.

“ Please mister I'm sorry!…I…I…don't know why I did that…Please don't tie me up…I swear I wont try anything else!”

“ You're God Damned right about that, bitch!”

Chapel was beyond furious at this point. He was so close to filling her cunt up with cum. He then moved over and started tying up her left hand. Margaret trembled knowing she had made her second bad decision of the day.